Chapter Thirty-One

My NEW Journal.

Friday.

Holy crap, I don’t even know where to start! So. How about with the fact that I saw HIM? And. I just can’t wrap my head around it. You-Know-Who was right. I really didn’t know who I was meeting. More than he can possibly have imagined. Except…I DID know, in a way. Because he’s not a stranger. At all. And, oh my God! I don’t even think I should say anything else. Except that I can’t see him again. I definitely can’t meet him. Not like that. Because if I do…I’m a little scared of what will happen. How it will end. And I’ve been dodging You-Know-Who since this afternoon. He’s called 23 times. Literally. My phone can’t lie. And my roommate finally confessed today that he actually HAS been in our place a few times in the last couple of weeks. She didn’t think anything of it, but she said that when he showed up this afternoon, he was almost aggressive. I’m so glad I wasn’t there! I finally texted him and told him that I broke things off for good with HIM. I was crying enough that You-Know-Who seemed to believe me. If not, I don’t know how I’ll keep myself hidden for the next while, but I guess I’d better find a way. Maybe the seedy motel is calling my name after all…

Love, Me